.The Northern Han was a mess. The little emperor was born to be ashamed of his life. He neither knew how to manage the scattered court situation, nor did he feel like managing it. In his opinion, it would be better for everyone around him to obey his orders. As for the safety of the country, he has been here for so many years. How bad can it be?

Not to mention, Lan Li, his management method is to make money, exchange resources, and maintain the enjoyment of His Majesty the Emperor. In fact, even if he wants to manage, his intelligence level is still bad. If he can catch up with the IQ of the court elites, why should he be the cheapest crossing of the border? His way of betraying himself now is to get some commissions at best. Even if he is lucky enough to succeed, the planet will not fall into his hands.

The Northern Han Dynasty, who drove away the An family but no one stood up to clean up the mess, were all the court officials who were worried about causing trouble. The nobles who were unwilling to take responsibility watched the situation on the front line getting worse and worse, and they could take their tribes away early, and the rest were actively engaged in activities, and even secretly communicated with Daxia.

At this time, the medicine that would not collapse in the Northern Han Dynasty was just Zhuohuan Sacrifice and Mokan Star Warlock.

Taiyu Star Warlock thanked Cheng Jinzhou for giving cotton sorbet, so he was willing to act as a strategic balancer on the battlefield. Even under certain safety circumstances, he attacked several times, but this does not mean that he would fight for it. You should know that cotton sorbet can maintain the lifespan of his father Tian Nian at most, and the fate of the Taiyu family will be supported by him. The star warlock has many crises in combat. If he is accidentally seriously injured or even dies, it will be a disaster for moving his family to destroy the clan.

Not to mention Mr. Hui Minren, staying on the battlefield for the sake of Taiyu's star sorcerer is already his limit. Fighting with a star sorcerer of the same level is not even a big deal.

In fact, Zhuohuan Sacrifice and Mokan Star Warlock also have common ideas. For them, maintaining the current situation is the best situation.

Cheng Wenzheng, who received 80,000 reinforcements from the court, took control of the astral warlocks, so he became the commander of the entire army without permission. He tentatively attacked Hanjing twice, but the second time he had some effect, but was scared back by Zhuo Huan Sacrifice.

As a test, the gentlemen of the Xia Dynasty also knew the bottom line of the Northern Han Dynasty, especially the Northern Han star sorcerers.

For the Zhuohuan Sacrifice, if the country he serves is over, his status in the saint marriage will plummet. He is willing to fight without endangering his life.

In contrast, when Zhuo Huan showed a desperate attitude, Taiyu and Hui Minren didn't even consider whether they could win. They turned around and left, and Cheng Wenzheng had no choice but to do anything.

If it was a normal northern expedition and civil officials were in charge of the army, the best choice for Daxia at present was to return to the court. After all, they controlled the horse-producing areas including the Sweet Shui Grassland and occupied a large amount of farmland between Zhanshui and the Mule and Ma River. Judging from the current situation, it would be fine to collect taxes for three to five years and bring back hundreds of thousands of mules, horses, cattle and sheep. But this time, Cheng Wenzheng, the one who held the main rights on the front line, was Cheng Wenzheng, a military official.

For the generals, war will kill people. If they can solve the problem of Northern Han once and for all and eliminate the hidden dangers of war in a few years, it is okay to make less money. They rarely use the lives of their subordinates. Consider the cost-effectiveness issue. Some of them will make a profit.

Such a stalemate is the most inconsistent with Cheng Jinzhou's interests. What he is most worried about is that the cross-border person runs away, especially now that the identity of the cross-border person is not clear. And when his side is obviously disadvantageous, the existence of the cross-border person is unsettling.

After waiting for Jiang Huang for two more days, he and Li Xian Fengxing Warlock still did not appear, and Xiao Cheng had no choice but to summon more than a dozen ordinary warlocks to Beihan, hoping that the third-level level of the Lu family father and son could have some strategic advantages.

In fact, he didn't want to fight with two fourth-level star warlocks on the battlefield. Who knows what methods were there for the two? Or will God have a mental decline?

After confirming that the new issue of Science magazine was printed, Cheng Jinzhou grabbed Yisu, rode on Lu Xu, and took off with everyone. Jiang Huang's airship was used to send Sister Kong, while Tai Yu and his airship had already been on the front line.

Not long after flying forward, Cheng Jinzhou felt his shoulders hard. He couldn't help but pull the koala from above and said, "You seem to have become heavier."

“Added some materials.

Yisu smiled like a koala and two large front teeth were exposed, followed by four small teeth, which looked like a warm-up activity before meals.

The flight was controlled by Lu Xu, and Cheng Jinzhou freed up his hand. He looked at the koalas with added materials over and over again, like a child rubbing a doll.

Yisu twisted his waist dissatisfiedly and said, "Be careful. Some materials have just been replaced, don't break them."

"Koala's puzzle was quite comfortable," Cheng Jinzhou said halfway, and suddenly grabbed a piece of meat on its butt and said, "Koala is a koala, when did you have a tail?"

"There is already a tail," Isu argued.

"You know it's one piece, too." Cheng Jinzhou shook the meat and said, "How long is this thing? Old centimeters? 2o centimeters? You actually added a tail to the koala. Are you still a koala?"

"Use to increase balance so that you can run faster." After seeing through, Yisu turned and said disdainfully: "Do you know why humans run faster than animals? It's because they don't have tails."

Cheng Jinzhou hummed twice, did not respond, threw it back on his shoulder and said, "Turn your tail away and avoid me. By the way, have you added bones to your tail?

"Nickel slightly gold alloy, a little soft gold added." Yisu was proud of it!" "According to my test, even when the warehouse was running, this tail only provides the greatest support and torque."

"All? All the koalas are the old kilometres per hour?"

"Donkey Kilometer. At present." Yisu still maintained a proud posture, holding his claws tightly.

Cheng Jinzhou sighed and shouted to the person next to him: "Let's mention a little more and strive to run a heart-to-heart kilometer during the day."

The koala with a tail turns its head to one side.

When Cheng Jinzhou and others arrived at the front line of Hanjing, there was a surprising harmony here.

The military camps in Daxia are five miles long around Hanjing, with horse resistance, deer antlers and trenches, etc., and it can be seen that the soldiers were not idle during the days when there was no war.

The soldiers of the Northern Han Dynasty on the city wall are much more comfortable. Since there is no unified command and military control, the officers are more showing their personal style. Insulting slogans are deliberately hung in some parts of the city wall, while some parts of the city wall are covered with flags similar to blood sacrifice.

Cheng Wenzheng and his subordinate General Zuo came to greet him in person. Xiao Cheng also fell to the ground obediently. Before he could come forward to salute, he bowed according to his sons and nephews, and smiled and said, "Grandpa, what is the battle situation."

As a result, everyone smiled.

If Cheng Wenzheng was really asked to salute, then there would be rules. The scene would be strange.

Old Master Cheng was healthy and did not have the staggering old man at all. He even looked back on tiptoe and asked, "Didn't there be a fourth-level star warlock?"

"Just treat me as one." Cheng Jinzhou shrugged.

He is at least one who defeats the powerful third-level star warlock.

Cheng Wenzheng couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was a man who had fought old warriors. He had seen many astrology warriors bullying the army in his life. However, he rarely saw a large warriors fighting among the astrology warriors. The significance of strategic weapons was much deeper than others. He immediately shook his head and said, "If there are five fourth-level star warriors now, the Northern Han can do it in an instant. If not, then he would have to cut down with real swords and guns."

Real swords and guns mean casualties. Everyone can't help but feel sad. In the war in the era of cold weapons, generals will inevitably die on the battlefield and fight hard. No matter whether you are a soldier or a general, you have to carry weapons to go up in modern society. This is a heroism worth commending. In feudal society, this is where literati and poets despise soldiers.

Everyone present will not feel good.

Cheng Jinzhou did not dare to guarantee that the star warlocks were willing to make great efforts. He could only say, "Then let's go around the city wall first? Is it safe nearby?"

"Safe. Why isn't it?" A young general with a scar on the corner of his mouth laughed loudly: "We urinate. They all have to run to the lower wind and smell it before they dare to move."

A military judge dressed in a civil servant frowned and coughed, probably because he didn't like his vulgar remarks, and even bowed: "Mr. Cheng."

"I understand." Cheng Jinzhou didn't listen to the civil servant's words at all. He waved his hand and walked forward.

The very disrespectful approach made several generals and schoolmen wink at once. Soldiers and civil servants are born enemies. Moreover, the former is always suppressed by the latter, and it is a great pleasure to see the military judge being defeated.

The Northern Han army was barely fighting spirit, and most of them stayed behind battlements, and they did not dare to easily stretch their heads out and looked along the city wall. The most were all kinds of flags.

Hanjing is not too big as the city of the grassland empire. But riding a horse for half a circle still makes people feel tired. Cheng Jinzhou was fine, but both the civil servants and Cheng Wenzheng couldn't hold on. They didn't expect that Cheng Jinzhou, who was walking around casually, would have the urge to circle the city for a while, but they were just a new arrival. No one could give any advice.

The more the military judge left, the worse his mood was. He was an official sent by the Ministry of War. He had two Jinshi and a fourth-rank official title. He lived in a pampered and generous manner in the military camp. At this moment, his thigh hurt so much.

Xiao Cheng kept thinking about it. He wanted to find something that was beneficial to him. His enthusiasm became a pretentious person in the eyes of some teachers. Even many generals who had a good impression of him were thinking: "A boy who has not grown enough to grow up knows what strategy."

Just as he was about to complete the roundabout work, Cheng Jinzhou suddenly frowned and pointed to a blood-red canvas flag and said, "What is that?"

"It seems like a blood-stained flag is being prepared to explain.

"It's a blood method." Cheng Jinzhouxun corrected.

"It's also true,"

"Is the Northern Han Holy Sect degenerate to this point? Is it necessary to support the cult?" Cheng Jinzhou Lichan cried, but a smile appeared on his face as he succeeded in his plan.

Among the people, the military judges are the best at intrigue. At this time, many years of qualities were quickly revealed. The man slightly adjusted the inner side of his injured thigh, and then became astonished and angry, and said loudly: "Look at the bottom, the Northern Han Holy Sect should no longer exist, otherwise how could this cult be allowed to promulgate in the city? Lord Cheng, please ask for your order to capture this city within the old days and save the Northern Han Dawn in the midst of water and fire."

Even Cheng Jinzhou, who had not liked his pretentiousness before, had to secretly praise him: That was a good statement.

He stroking his palm without hesitation: "Leave the generals to the siege, and you immediately draft a memorial, asking the royal astral warlock to join the war, and asking the Holy Cult to join the war."

"I'm taking the order." The military judge agreed very happily, and then bowed in a low voice: "Mr. Cheng, Han Wei, please give me some instructions if you have any questions."

(To be continued)
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